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I slip under the covers to sleep in Grey’s bed, and to my surprise, Greyson moves his hand over to me. He’s hesitant at first, but after that drive, I feel comfortable enough to grab his hand and place it around me. He pulls me closer to him and asks, “Is this okay?”

I turn to meet his face. There’s a slight glimpse of him in the darkness. He readjusts himself to get a better look at me.

“Is this okay?” he asks again, gripping me tighter with his fingers.

I nod, pulling my hair out of my face. I lean down and quickly peck his lips before I realize what I’m doing.

“Good night,” I say and then I face forward and lay inside of his arms.

His fingers grab my chin as he sits up. He turns his face to mine, pecking my lips. “Good night,” he whispers.

He lays back down as my chest warms from those lips and his tone of voice. His face is in my hair when I turn my face to him again.

I press my lips against his for a couple of seconds. “Good night,” I whisper, looking into his eyes through the darkness.

He grabs my neck gently and explores my lips with his. The sensation rattles through every vertebra. Now my body is reacting to his as I roll around the bed, squeezing my thighs together.

“Good night,” he whispers against my lips.

I drink in another kiss, this time his tongue exploring my mouth.

I pull away as my body feels weak under him. “Good night.”

He smiles through the night, and it’s the most genuine, sweet smile I’ve ever seen. He cups my cheek with his palm, rubbing me with his thumb. His smile is bright when he leans into my face and pecks me. “Good night.”

I reach for him and kiss him deeply. I flick his tongue with mine, teasing him. “Good night.”

He doesn’t let me turn away from him. His lips are already on mine. “Maddie,” he breathes. I kiss him again. He pulls back, staring into my eyes. “Good night.”

I press my lips against his, feeling like I could kiss him for a lifetime. I whisper, “Good night, Greyson.”

He smiles again, and I’m thankful I’m already lying down. He’s so good looking yet he has no idea how that smile lights up the world. I wish he would smile more.

He leans down, exploring me with his tongue. This time he’s on top of me. I open my legs, allowing his body to lean on me. I inhale from the pleasure I feel in between my legs.

“Good night,” he says, trying to pull away. I lock him with my legs, pulling him back onto my body. It feels too good to let him go.

“Greyson,” I moan.

He leans down, brushing my hair away from my face. “Maddie.”

I inhale, loving his body against me. I can feel him hard down there, and it feels really good. It feels right.

He whispers, “You should probably get some sleep.”

I shake my head, keeping my ankles crossed around him. “I don’t want to sleep anymore.”

He gently kisses my cheek and then my temple and then my forehead and then he kisses both of my eyes. His lips touch almost every inch of my face, and it feels so good.

I grab his face. “You’re so sweet.”

He mutters, “I just really like you, Maddie.”

I can’t help the smile that breaks across my face as my body tingles. Hearing that from his mouth is like heaven. “I really like you, too,” I admit.

“We should take it slow?” he questions.

I tug him closer to me. “Slow?”

He kisses my cheek again and again. And then he’s kissing my ear and whispering into it, “You don’t want to?”

My body is coming alive at his breath in my ear. I’m panting under him. “You’re really hard,” I whisper, loving that he’s hard just for me.

“I am…” He continues to kiss me. “That doesn’t mean we have to do anything.”

When he uses his hips to press himself harder against me, I accidentally moan. And his mouth is immediately on mine, drinking in the sound. He pulls back and scolds me, “Madison.”

I lean up. “Yes, Greyson.”

He smirks, staring straight into my eyes. I search his for whatever’s going on. And I see now that I’m not the only one that’s scared. He doesn’t give it away easily, but I can tell by his hesitation.

“I don’t want to pressure you because my dick is hard,” he says.

And I laugh because I have to. “Do you think you’re the only one turned on?” I grab his hand and ask, “Do you want to feel me?”

He hesitates. “Why didn’t you sleep with Matt?”

I gulp. That’s what he’s thinking about? Matt? I reach for his face. “Because it wasn’t right with him.”

“I don’t want to lose you,” he says. “It’s a big deal.”

I nod. “It’s a big deal, and you aren’t going to lose me. Like I told you, I’m going to grade A cling onto you like a puck to a net, I’ll always want to be in you.”

His face scrunches. “That should be something I’m telling you.”

I sit up, staring into his eyes. “Then let me hear it.”

He laughs, taking a deep breath. “Maddie, like a puck to a net, I’ll always find my way to you.”

I smile, grabbing his face. My cheeks turn hot while my heart squeezes. “That was so romantic, Grey.”

He hides his head in the nape of my neck and laughs. It tickles, so I try to get him out of there. And then he presses his hips against me and the laughing ends as his lips crash against mine.

His fingers tickle my stomach as he says, “Are you sure?”

I nod as his fingers glide into my shorts. Instead of kissing me, he’s watching me closely. We stare at each other as his fingers slip into my underwear. I moan at the feel of him. He cups me, slowly feeling how wet I am.

“Maddie,” he groans, still staring at me. I’m panting from the feel of his fingers. “You’re so fucking wet.”

I nod, breathing air into my lungs because I might forget otherwise.

“Just for me?” he asks.

I nod again.

“Can I feel you?” I ask.

He nods, so I feel his abs. He takes his hand out of my shorts to take off his shirt. “Or should I keep this on?”

I smile, shaking my head. “Permission granted.”

He throws the shirt and I finally get to touch and explore him. He slips his fingers into his mouth.

I suck in a breath. “What are you doing?”

“Tasting you,” he confesses. “You taste good.”

I’ve never experienced anything like this in my entire life, and I’m frozen yet so on fire for him. That really turned me on, so now I’m shoving my hand down his pants. I grab the girth of his dick, and he’s so hard. He moans when I pull him towards me. The length and thickness of him makes this so much more exciting.

“Take these off,” I tug at his pants. Instead, he pulls my shirt and shorts off first. And then he steps out of his pants. My eyes get to see what I’m working with, and wow. He’s looking at me with those wanting eyes. I’m only in my underwear now, so I slip it off and add to the pile of clothes on the ground.

His eyes glaze over my body, inch by inch, and I hear my heart pounding in my ears. When his eyes lock with mine, I’m scared to know what he’s thinking. His expression is hard, yet I see the hesitation slip pass his features.

“Remember when I said,” he begins and the fear in his eyes makes me quiver.

I finish his sentence, “When you said that you would never sleep with me?” I sit up and whisper, looking up at him, “And look at you now.”

I think he’s shaking, so I grab his hand to calm his nerves. Yeah, he’s shaking.

“I’m sorry,” he says. “I’m a bad fucking liar.” His eyes roll at himself as his fingers grab my chin. “I really fucking want you, Maddie.”

I smile. “I want you, Grey.” We stare at each other, my heart no longer flooding my senses, and his hands no longer shaking. “Please show me how much you want me.”

He nods, and I love how sweet he’s being. He crawls over me as I reach the headboard and rest my head on the pillow. His eyes still haven’t left mine, and this is how I know he and I are right together. I don’t think I would have known this before, but right now I am at ease. My nerves are clearly from the excitement rumbling around my body. His eye contact speaks a thousand words, and I wish I could freeze this moment forever. It’s the moment I know that this is right. I could see myself doing this for a few lifetimes with him. And I know I’m not supposed to know this early in my twenties, but it just feels right. I feel it in my gut. I think he might be the one.

He kisses me, and his lips are like eating dessert for the first time. Soft, sweet, delicious. He doesn’t rush to get to the best part. Instead, he takes his time as his mouth devours my body.

“I wanted you the first day I saw you, Maddie,” he says as his breaths tickle my stomach. “Your blonde hair was down and the shirt you wore matched your eyes. You were wearing boots with shorts and your legs were showing.”

I smile, trying to think of what time he’s talking about. I can’t recall.

“I’ve wanted you every night you slept in my bed, but I told myself that it was never going to happen. And that kiss that night Matt punched me.” His fiery eyes are staring into mine as he hovers above me. “Was the hottest kiss of my entire life.”

I squeeze my thighs together as he looks down at my legs. He smirks, observing my face. Yeah, this is the hottest foreplay of my life. He’s working me up really good.

“And I thought I fucked it up when you ghosted me.” He looks up at my eyebrows. “I’ll have to have a serious talk with your brow lady.”

I chuckle as his fingers intertwine with mine. I hook a leg around his hips and bring him closer to me. He groans, cocking his head to the side as his dick grazes me.

“Tell me more,” I demand, feeling my entire body tingling in crazy sensation.

He presses his hard dick against me, and I let out a small moan.

He says, “I’ll do anything I can to always satisfy you.” His open hand forces my face to his. “I promise that I’m yours and only yours.”

I flinch at that declaration. This is so new, and here he is saying words that are heavy.

“I’m not going anywhere,” he says.

I grab his dick and guide him into me. But he hesitates. My body can’t handle this anymore. “Greyson,” I moan.

His eyes are searching mine. “Tell me I’m not freaking you out.”

I shake my head. “Grey, you’re not freaking me out. Of course, I want this. I just hope you’re not saying it because you think it’s what I want to hear.”

He grabs my pussy with his palm. “I’m not that kind of man, Maddie. I don’t care what anyone wants to hear, I say what I feel. And I’ve never felt this way about anyone. And we haven’t even had sex yet.”

I bring my hips up. “Should we stop?”

He bites my bottom lip. “That’s up to you.”

“Up to me?” I grab his dick. “I don’t think I’ve wanted anyone this bad.”

He kisses me deeply. His tongue enters my mouth as he presses his hard cock against me. I think I might faint because all I see are stars. He takes my nipple into his mouth, and I’m loud as I moan from the pleasure. His fingers hook into my mouth as he moves to the other boob. His fingers massage my G-spot and now I’m begging him to stop teasing me.

He positions his dick to enter me, and the force he needs to use to get inside of me causes my body to tense.

“You’re really fucking tight,” he moans. “Are you okay?”

I nod, trying to help him in. Every centimeter of him makes me moan. Once he’s gently pushed himself all the way inside of me, I feel full with his dick all the way inside of me.

“Holy shit,” I pant. “Grey.”

He pulls back, watching the action and then looking into my eyes. “Oh, fuck.”

Those moaning words causes my back to arch. When he thrusts back into me, I cry into his ear.

“Are you okay?” he asks.

I nod. “It feels too fucking good. Oh my god.”

He thrusts again. I thought I was seeing stars before. Now I’m seeing constellations. There’s an entire universe exploding in front of my eyes. I am having sex with Greyson Cress, and he’s so loving and caring and big .

“Why?” I moan. “Do… you… feel so… good?”

He releases his hand from mine and places his hand on my neck to hold me in this place. He sits up and fucks me hard. I grab the arm that’s holding my neck to brace myself. He places his fingers on my clit, and I can only resist the feeling he’s creating in my body. God, I am trying so hard to resist it, but I look at his face, and I’m so turned on by the sight that I start to orgasm under him. My voice falsettos as he keeps his thrusts hard against me.

“Oh, fuck,” he says in a deep voice, still rubbing me. My body is shaking. “Are you okay?”

I nod as the orgasm comes to an end. “Keep going.”

He slides my legs together to the left. He grips my ass as he slips in and out. “Holy fuck, you’re so fucking wet.”

This position is a whole new sensation now. I moan into the pillow, biting it.

“I need to see your face,” he demands, working harder.

I moan at each thrust. His eye contact. It’s cosmic. He’s hungry for more, so he leans down and kisses me. The entire time, he’s staring into my eyes.

I grab his head and bring his ear to my mouth. I nibble on his earlobe and say, “I really like you, Grey.”

He slows his thrusts as I moan. He watches me. “You drive me fucking wild, Madison.”

I smile and his face hardens.

“I’m about to come.”

A second later, he’s coming all over ass. He holds my thigh and says, “I’m sorry.”

I laugh, touching his semen. I bring it to my lips as he asks, “What are you doing?”

I lick it. “Tasting you.”

A smile breaks across his face, and it’s the brightest, the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. His semen is salty. He grabs something and wipes me clean, and then he asks for my hand. He pulls me into the shower once the water is warm. He takes soap and washes my body for me, kissing me when he can.

I laugh when he washes my feet.

“What’s so funny?” he asks.

I balance on one foot and say, “I never thought you’d be like this.”

“Like what?”

I glance around the shower, searching for the right words.

He stands up, towering over me. “What am I being like?”

I trace his body with my fingers. “You’re taking care of me.” I smile, surprised.

His hand finds my neck, so I know what’s coming next. He kisses me. We make out for a few minutes as his other hand presses against my lower back.

I return the favor, washing his body. This isn’t something I thought I’d ever be doing, but it’s sexy to be washing this man’s body.

Once we’re out, we spend the next few minutes silently getting dressed and ready for bed. He kisses my shoulder as we look in the mirror while brushing our teeth.

“You’re so beautiful, Maddie.”

“Right back at you, Grey. I’ve always thought so, but now even more so.”

He brushes my wet hair behind my shoulder and stands behind me. He watches me in the mirror as he kisses my shoulder and neck.

My brown hair matches Greyson’s brown hair, and we look like a perfect couple. Wow.

He whispers, “Wanna cuddle to sleep?”

I glance over my shoulder and then spit out toothpaste. “I never thought you’d ask.”

He smiles, rinsing his toothbrush.

I slip under the covers, giddy over what we just did. He wraps his arm around me, pulling me into him. He nuzzles his face into my hair.

I turn around and kiss him. “Good night.”

He grabs my chin and kisses me. “Good night.”